About my need of people
Why am I so desperate to meet my friends and spend as much time as 
possible with them? I have a very specific and weird way of torturing 
myself and company is the only thing that's making me stop. For a few 
hours. 
I am a creature that has a tendency to analyze herself
 and her past, her choices and her words to the point of wounding 
herself. And still not stopping. Hurting never made me stop digging in 
my flesh for answers. Even if my bones hurt, I am still trying to figure
 things out. Maybe that's why I got over a relationship so fast, maybe I
 lived a year worth of emotions in two months. So intense and 
nerve-wracking... 
I know that when I'm alone, I am unable to stop digging. 
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